write two columns, I want to say wait for everyone to die, instead here are the things the real world matters, one fish in a barrel of fish, one third of the flock of birds, what is blue for there is no difference between the stones and rocks, rock down down down into the world of objects, with your students, haven't got it, nearly killed me with one of the dream cry with a friend to tell me later, he says, that many many people came into his room at night all missing something, and I and I'm awake,
I hear you know them by their voices and said and did not like what they were saying.
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